Some people succeed, some people fail.

Not every girl named [Failed] will definitely give birth to a baby named [Success], which may be [More Failed]!

The hero-level confrontation is more destructive and more tragic.

In just five minutes, many strong men were defeated.

Brother Long was shot in the left rib.

Naga Cynthia and Parana were concentrated on fire, and Cynthia was cut on her back, and she was seriously injured. The knife with both death and corpse poison is not uncomfortable.

The most miserable thing is Parana. Perhaps the ice frost in the first appearance was too dazzling. She endured the most poisonous beating. The scene easily reminded people of the curiosity.

For this reason, Scorpion almost carried A Guang's fierce attack and paid the price of three immortal generals scattering their souls before completing the killing.

At this point, the seven immortal quasi-heroes were destroyed or destroyed, and the rest was just hard support.

If the Scorpion King had brows, he would probably have been twisted together.

In front of the scorpion, Wang Hao raised his hand and, as the water flowed, a beautiful mermaid stepped out of the rising water column.

This move really made Oubit choke. Even if my subordinates are not worth it, they just died in vain?

Although I haven’t been a human being for a long time, I am not as terrible as you!

Wubit's eyes flashed in his eyes for a few seconds, but he didn't even let out a single fart.

Parana's death and resurrection were obviously guided by Oubit's thinking in the wrong direction: If every subordinate of the Abyss can be resurrected on the spot, how should we fight?

On this side, Wang Hao is happy to see the Scorpion King suffer.

The scorpion does not move, he does not move.

This is nuclear deterrence.

Wang Hao asked Liu Yuechan with concern: "Is it okay?"

"Is it too sloppy to be resurrected?...Oh, it's not without a price."

“What’s the price?”

"The system prompts that depending on the damage I suffered when I died, as well as the impact of my spirit and soul, I will lose some soul fragments and... memory." Her face was bitter: "When I was very young, my grandma had a cat at home, and I loved it very much. But I found that I can't remember its name now."

Wang Hao pondered for a moment, and finally said, "Be careful in the future."

"Um."

At this moment, the situation of the battle has changed again.

The sea of ​​skeletons on the opposite side suddenly retreated to both sides like a tide, revealing a burly figure full of golden armor.

Just the aura of shocking and retreating for all the immortal beasts, and the aura of death that was surging like a black tornado, others knew that an [Immortal Prince] was coming.

He held a golden zither-shaped shield in his left hand, and a golden battle axe of one-meter-eight meters in his right hand, paired with thin half-body armor. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't have a high defense. After all, in many places, such as the waist, he just wrapped a belt full of silk satin and gems.

Unlike most undead people, his muscle tissue seems to be quite intact?

He slapped the shield with his blade and roared out words that shocked the dome of the underground world: "I am Ibn Said! Prince of the North under the throne of the Scorpion. Enemies from the abyss! Please send an opponent who is qualified to fight me!"

A Guang took the initiative and took five steps forward: "Evil blasphemer! I am the leader of [Light of Order] [Light Guide], I will be your opponent!"

"very good!"

A typical confrontation between good and evil is a standard power-based style of play. The two big muscle bullies knocked the heavy weapon in their hands hard to one piece.

“duang!”

The exaggerated clanging sound made the players around them again [Eardrum-1].

Players who were forced to join the [Divine Deaf Cult] were scolding:

"Damn it! It's a scam!"

"I can't afford to offend! I can't afford to offend! Goodbye!"

To be honest, the way of playing between power players is a bit boring in terms of viewing.

Although the power conversion, condensation, targeting and other things are really ever-changing, others seem to be typical of you, you will have an axe, I will have a hammer and you will be blocked by the other party.

A good peak showdown has been played into a turn-based game.

As the power is great, there are scattered light and dark turbulent flows everywhere, breaking and splashing gravel.

The battle itself is really not very interesting.

Almost in no particular order, outside Linyuan City, a strange figure suddenly appeared. The yellow sand swept with the wind built a huge sand tower, from the lake beach to the level twenty meters high. It was like a throne, supporting his dry feet.

Amid the howling wind, a sound came.

"I am Faisal Sheikh! The great wizard who dominates the yellow sand, the prince of the West under the throne of the Scorpion!"

This guy is also noble, with more than half of the jewelry on his body made of gold. Red, green, sapphire and black agate are the biggest embellishments on the golden armor.

He did not wrap his hands and feet with a shroud, and could see his bare and black feet, as well as his hands.

There were three skulls hanging on his right hand, which was obviously his greatest achievement.

The dark blue soul fire in the skull exuded a sharp gaze, penetrated through the air, looking away from the top of the Abyss.

The demon queen twisted the snake's waist and asked the snake's tail to raise his body more than one meter, and smiled sweetly: "I'm just a snake demon, Kri!"

The demon queen rarely smiles now. She knows how lethal her smile will be with her demonic face and figure. In order to avoid the legendary jealousy that Wang Hao may have, she does not even smile in front of anyone other than Wang Hao, unless that guy is in great trouble.

Surprisingly, the other party actually sent an invitation: "Huhuhu! You are very beautiful! I can't help but remind me of a dancer I favored during my life. How about it? Should I come to my side? Can I keep your most beautiful face and enjoy immortality?"

"Do you smell the stench of corpse every day?" The demon queen still smiled, but the danger contained in that smile was no longer concealed.

"You won't have a sense of smell anymore!" Faisal grinned with his two teeth, revealing a seemingly kind but actually hideous smile: "Don't worry, as long as I want it, there is nothing I can't do?"

"You are so capable, why don't you overthrow Oubit and become the real king by yourself?" The demon queen chuckled.

“That’s…”

The demon queen seemed to twist the snake's waist normally, but she had already sent a signal. Ai and other dancers behind her, accompanied by the sudden music, wearing masks, danced the palace dance that Faisal liked to watch during his lifetime.

This is from the backstab of Karandia, a traitor of the Scorpion Dynasty.

A charming song rang out, and a clear and evocative sound like [Kneeling] had already pulled Faisal into a dream-like memory.

[Do you remember swearing to shine on the whole world like the sun?]

[When you are the dawn coming to the earth, why is the night of the scorpion still in the sky?]

[Open a new era and use your brilliance to dye the world with colors that belong only to you...]

[So that the girl you are concerned about doesn't have to enter the gate of hell for the immortal king...]
Chapter completed!